Oko Dybuka - Żywiołak, DYM

Chadzal do mnie Jasiu, a jam go czekala.

Witalam go w ciemna noc, z ranka wyganialam.

Cielsko lodowate stoi popod lasem.

Lypie wokól okiem krwawo zezowatym.

Nie zobaczy kochanek, biegnie jak kon raczy.

Tego kto pieszczotami dzisiaj go uraczy… aaaaa!

Gdy nocka ciemna, Jas do Kasi gna.

Od nocy do ranka czekam na kochanka.

Na mojego Janka, mojego milego.

Od nocy do ranka czekam na kochanka.

Na mojego Janka, a tu nie ma go.

Ze on do niej chadzal o calusy prosil

Bedzie go po lesie czarny Dybuk nosil.

Ze on do niej przychodzil, prosil o calusy.

Bedzie teraz na nim sie krucze stado tuczyc.

Gdy zdusze dybucze obdziera ze skóry

Nie dla niego usta twe, lecz wilcze pazury.

Kiedy zdusze dybucze cialo jego wlóczy.

Nie dla niego usta Twe, ale dzioby krucze.

Oko Dybuka duszeczki szuka.

Choc mi lamie kosci, choc mi parzy skóre.

Zem do ciebie w gosci chadzal — nie zaluje.

A ty po mnie nie placz, glosu serca sluchaj.

Duchem do cie przyjde znów… choc w ciele Dybuka…

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Johnny was visiting me, and I was waiting for him.

I welcomed him in the dark night, I chased him away in the morning.

The frozen body stands under the forest.

I look around with a bloody cross-eyed eye.

She will not see her lover, she runs like a horse.

Whoever caresses him today ... aaaaa!

When the night is dark, Jas rushes to Kasia.

I wait for my lover from night to morning.

For my Janek, my dear one.

I wait for my lover from night to morning.

For my Janek, and he is not here.

That he would go to her for kisses, he asked

A black dybbuk will be wearing it in the forest.

That he would come to her, ask for kisses.

Now the crowds will be fattening on it.

When the souls of a dybuch are skinned

Not your mouth for him, but wolf's claws.

When I strangle a dying body, his body drags.

Not your mouth for him, but raven's beaks.

Dybbuk's eye is looking for a little soul.

Although it breaks my bones, although it burns my skin.

Zem visited you as a guest - I do not regret it.

And don't you cry for me, listen to the voice of your heart.

I will come to you again in spirit ... although in the body of the Dybbuk ...

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